What would you sell a new friend then?
Immediately coming to mind would be things like a used car, old guns, discounted service in my line of work, gold or other commodities.
All these things are valuable, much like I consider Monero to be valuable.
How could it be wrong to sell someone something with value?
My mindset must be different here, I was under the impression that this will be something that would be with me for at least the next 40 years (as this may be the extent of my lifetime, not sure).
Why would I not want my friends involved in it, or at least discuss it seriously with them? Especially if, I would imagine, i'd feel pretty terrible as I watched them remain paupers while I suddenly find myself surrounded my incredible amounts of value at some point in the future.
Maybe I am wrong, but it's a risk I'd be willing to take for people i'd like to like, personally. Part of me.
If my friends can drone on and on about going to their sports game, going places, listening to their work exploits, games they'd like to play with me, or otherwise, surely I'm in the right to drone on and on about Monero and how i'd like it if they took one or two thousand dollars and threw it into the ring.
I dunno. Guess I'll just have to try it out and see. I mean it's already worked twice so far, with no hard feelings.
Is it wrong that I'm willing to suffer their grief if this all goes sideways? Do I value people too little? Or do I value Monero too little?
I'm interested in monero but seeing you talk about "a considerable amount of time can be spent per 'recruit'" sets some red flags.
You really should try to make it sound less like a pyramid sheme because your whole post is drenched in a pyramid flavour.
Fine, I'll call them people. Sorry if I'm not so personable. It's something I'm workin on. If it came off sounding pyramidy then it's mostly because of the rushed mood i feel like i'm in for no reason at all .. sometimes you just forget that you're talking to real people, ya know? Like, you just want to write things that make sense, but end up writing the dumbest damn things.
Maybe I did it to sabotage myself, because I've got doubts and would rather end up nowhere. I'm tricky like that, stupid brain fighting me the whole way
Guess I can stop typing now?